Take me away, where broken hearts go but if I leave to let the night be bright until tomorrow shows! Don’t take me away, before I can take you somewhere you would be amazed. But if I may be the sorrow causing you to push me away, then let me be free before tomorrow is day.
Before the night falls to dawn, I will be breathing my last breath, behind the shadows, I will trace the sorrow, don’t let me fall into the night where demons can’t see the light. I will take this pain to prove the eternity has the right to say. But will you take me away? Where the broken hearts lay?
Would you be satisfied with the way I lay? Yelling for help, to find out the night is still young. Will the demons hear the cry for help, or will the angels come from above and rescue this young poor bleeding heart. If the night is gone and daylight arrives, I will be gone for good. I will accept my fate to leave everything in the day.
I will return when the moon starts to show, as the sun escapes I will creep out to show my face. With a broken heart I will walk these halls, alone I will face, with nothing to say, but the broken heart that is in pain. I will shoot for the stars and pray for the best. Take my broken heart and give it, its best. As the sun comes near, I should be getting ready to disappear. But don’t worry I will come back when the day is near to end.
I spot the spotlight in the sky, see the stars arrive. I am here my love, are you ready to be amazed. Or should I wait until there are better days? Will I have time to pick up these broken pieces where I used to lay? Grabbing them carefully I will wait until it is a new day. Would you still love me when the daylight arrives to hit my face? Or should I go away and come back, with you not to be amazed. Should I stay to show you my face? Or leave and hide this face and heart full of sorrow with nothing new to show. Let me be free before the night leaves. I promise to show up tomorrow when I am nearly ready to breathe. Breathing slowly, I’ll show my face, with no fear, I’ll fall into your arms, filled with grace with no spear take me down, in the light hold me tight, for this broken heart of mine.